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We argued.

I told you to eat.

You said that you did. But I could see through you, who did you take me for?

You were never satisfied.

You always went behind this non existing perfection.

I forcefully took out that notebook you kept that you never showed me.

It contained diet plans and how to perfect yourself.

It broke me.

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